"I agree. That's something you can find anywhere during the Christmas season that always breathe new life into a place." He thinks of the Christmases he'd spent as a human. The lights curling around lampposts, and windows, and street signs. "I remember Christmas lights making me feel safer out in the cold. Everything was so bright that you could find your way around without any worry."
Conner nods gratefully to Sofia, happy to know she seemed genuinely interested not only in his Domain efforts but also in his tastes in music. "I'll do that. Thank you, Sofia." His words were soft and understated, befitting the ambience of the place. But internally Conner was charged with hope made electric in his veins. Was this what it felt like to relate to monsters as people? To look beyond the predator's obsessive fears and see the soul beneath? Or is it like the reflection you so desperately crave. To make you think you can be human again? In any way?
She mentions home, and Conner can't help but wonder what home must be like for her. What far-off or deceptively near place and time she would've come from before being pulled into the world of Kindred and blood and fangs. He doesn't respond right away, instead drifting back to listening to the piano music. After a second or so, Conner returns to his conversation partner. "What's your preferred escape, Sofia? Is it the quiet? The music? Or just being out by yourself?" Again, no real malice or fear in the question; just curiosity.